Poem -

Lost And Found

Lost And Found

Lost and found

Wondering this beautiful land homing in my life skills to become better than I once was

I find my lonely soul trying to overcome the pressures of being alone in a world that cant be whole

Running out of breath is this what Ive become looking upon this with pain in my eyes that hurts my own soul

A heart full of grief and words that never seems complete and the only thing I have is you

I cant hold back I wont sit down I will fight I will grow with the lord

My eyes tear up watching all I could be and everything I used to think becomes more to me

I see that line in the sand grow longer than it was before a struggle that will only grow if you don't focus on the smaller things that makes you feel complete 

I can't think I can't find the seam the passion that usually brings me to my feet

Broken a million times over and days like this never ends as I kneel praying for peace

I took everything for granted and now am wishing I could sink back into a smaller reality 

I know now it won't happen if I dont believe and you will show me what I have lost and what I have found

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